I’ve been toying around with this impulse for a few years. I have literally been in every type of sensual situation there is. With some exceptions (beastiality, excessive bondage & a few more). Maybe it’s the maturing factor that has me teetering on the edge of settling down. What I want is a relationship with a woman and a man, weather it be under one roof or three different roofs. I would even consider two guys and myself. I just don’t think my mechanics is meant for the traditional man-woman type relationship. I’m more apt to being true to two than being tied to one…

Of course I’ve tried the one on one as we dove into the world of Swingers. That was interesting and there were some fun moments. We traveled the tropics and basked in the warm sun, gentle breezes, clear waters, sex on the beach with the wife while the husband watched, or the wife going down on me while I engaged in fellatio with her spouse. Or my partner having anal with the wife while the spouse perform cunnilingus on me.

I think the most memorable was being on the west coast, we met this couple at a Super Swingers party. We went to a mutual room had traditional Swinger’s sex and went our separate way. The sex was delicious! Two nights later, we entered one of my favorite west coast dining spots a little early for our reservation, we decided to sit at the bar until our table was ready. In walks the couple from two nights ago. We decided why not have dinner together. As we dined, of course we reminisced, rehashed the delights we had enjoyed. A couple of bottles later we were on our way to their place to create more delicious memories. The women traveled together, as did the men. We texted rules as we traveled to their home. Things like; no clothes allowed past the foyer. Stop word would be “red”. Other than moaning, sounds of pleasure, no sentences necessary. Upon arrival I undressed completely, I then undressed my partner, who in turn undressed the husband (interesting, I thought to myself) and he undressed his wife. As he removed her thong panties, he inserted sliver Ben Wa balls into her vagina. She attached silver nipple clamps on my rock hard nipples and began to finger fuck me, lubing my clit with my juices. I dropped to my knees and began sucking both penis’, making them both bob up and down with sexual excitement. Ben Wa balls were inserted into my wet pussy and I had my first climax. The husband began to masturbate oozing clear juice that he used to rub on his wife’s pink nipples. As they hardened he attached a set of gold nipple clamps. While she rubbed my clit, gathering juices, she began to rim my anus. I began to rub her clit and inserting my wet fingers into her husband’s mouth, he suck my fingers like a cock. Nipple clamps were put on both men’s nipples and a cock ring was put on the husband. The Ben Wa balls were removed from the wife and my partner inserted his rock hard penis in her dripping wet pussy. She climaxed as he fucked her doggy style while she licked and sucked my pussy with Ben Wa balls still inserted. I was wild with a cascade of climaxes. My partner pulled out of the wife’s wetness and the husband began to lick his wife’s juice off of my partner’s raging cock. While he sucked my partner I sucked him. The wife moved in behind me and began to to rim my anus with her tongue and darting in and out of my anus. When my partner climaxed, the husband inserted his hard cock into my anus while my partner masturbated my clit. The husband climaxed, I climaxed, my partner licked the wife’s clit, she climaxed and my partner climaxed again while the husband masturbated his once again hard cock. While in the shower, my partner soaped the wife’s anus, inserted his cock as she inserted a life size rubber penis into the the her pussy. The husband inserted a penis dildo into my pussy, I soaped my anus and guided him inside.

It’s moments like those that confirm my desire for a man woman relationship. I’ve tried the sites. But they’re either newbies, not sure of what they want, no experience, couples who hop from one person to the next or the quirky couple likes to have sex in cars and public places. I’m thinking a nice, maybe older couple who had swinging fun back in the day, still wants to enjoy the pleasures but ready to settle on one special lady.

Are you out there, somewhere? Man, woman, man, man ready to share for the long term?

I attended a Fourth of July pool party, with an old friend, who didn’t want to go stag and didn’t want to be tied an actual date all night. The house was gated, valet parking and by invitation only. So, I went as a plus one. I didn’t expect to see anyone I knew, since my friend and I run in different circles. He’s mostly local. I like to travel for my fun, so this was going to be something new and certainly out of my box, so to speak.

My first clue as we entered the custom stoned, circular driveway, were the greeters at the massive double teak front door entrance. Two women dressed in very tiny bikinis, just enough material to cover their areole and even smaller strips covering their hairless pubic area. Brazilian wax job came to mind. My nipples began to harden like a horny man’s penis would watching a those tight hairless pussies masturbating. The two guys who were standing on each side of the bare ass ladies offered my friend and I a choice of champagne, apple martinis or something stronger. We both selected sizzling tall glasses of champagne and entered the house.

Inside were more scantily clad ladies and the guys inside were shirtless, with very tight slacks that left nothing to the imagination. One of the shirtless guys guided us through the living areas of the house to the backyard and the massive pool and the to die for view of the river with the bridge in the far background that allowed boat passage to the bay. The music was electric but not overly loud, allowing low-toned conversations and waffles of laughter. It was, as I said, an unknown crowd, to me. But from what I saw at first glance, had great promise of being a fun night. Brad and I found a tall table in the corner of the yard, closet to the dock. I hung my purse and my wrap from a hook under the table, reveling my halter bikini top and the low dip of my sarong showing my naval and the tiny tattoo at my bikini line.

A couple of hours into the evening the music transitioned into a French themed that gave you a swaying motion. The conversations slowly became more moans and groans. A few were in the pool, a man and a women kissing, here top at her neckline, another couple sitting on the steps to the water, her top in his hand, her hand in her bottom masturbating. At the other end were two gentlemen sitting on the edge of the pool with their feet in the water and a tall bronzed woman taking turns sucking on their cocks that were bobbling for attention when she was sucking on the other. Brad had found an older woman who was fascinated with hefty endowment. I walked over and gave him a wet full tongue kiss as he pinched my already hard nipples. His invite to join him and his new friend was tempting, but I had my eye a gentleman who was watching the couple on the chase lounge, engaged in 6-9 foreplay. His cock was staining against his swim trunks, I walked up behind him, slid his very hard cock through the leg opening and began to masturbate it. His knees became a little weak, I was stroking him to the rhythm of the music, pressing my breast and lower body against his and butt. With my free hand I began to fondle his nipple that got harder than mine. The couple on the chase lounge had changed positions-he was standing over her with his cock moving in and out of her mouth, they were completely naked. The gentleman I was stroking inched forward, kneeled down,with my hand still stroking him, he put his index and middle finger into her pussy and stroked her with the same rhythm as I stroked him. I was leaning over him, butt fully exposed. I felt my sarong drop to the ground, my bikini pulled to one side and small fingers enter my wet pussy. I rode her fingers to rhythm while I stroked the hard cock in my hand, larger hands began to tug and pinch my nipples, I quietly climaxed knowing I would cum again. When my pussy juice began to flow, I heard the woman who was finger fucking me moan with pleasure-let that cock go, I want to suck on your sweet pussy. I let the cock go, turned around to find the tall bronze woman licking her lips and smiling, the two guys she had been blowing, one was fingering her and the other was playing with my nipples. We moved to another chase, l lay on my back, she kneeled with her butt in the air and began to insert her very long and talented tongue into my wet pussy. One guy spanked her ass, kissed her ass and stuck his tongue into her pussy, she moaned with each motion. The other leaned over sucked my nipples giving me French kisses in my naval. I grabbed his throbbing cock and began to masturbate him and quickly pulled him into my mouth with him straddling the chase and fucking my mouth like a pussy.

Sucking cock makes me want to cum. I licked his head and inserted his cock deep into my throat, he moaned with delight. Just as he was about to cum I started stroking him with my hand. The other guy was still spanking the woman who was fucking my pussy with her tongue. When the cock I was stroking began to stream his precum juice the woman moved up, took him in her mouth sucking him to orgasm while she and I straddled each other with our pussy’s on each others thigh grinding our pussy’s to climax while the other guy and two more gentlemen watching stroked themselves to organism.

After a shirtless waiter gave me a warm cloth and dry towel. I found my date, who about to fuck the older woman, but I wanted his cock. I grabbed another champagne walked over to them, stuck my fingers in her pussy, between her very large labia. I sucked on her nipples and lightly bite them, making them hard, she moaned. I whispered in her ear, I want to lick your pussy lips, lick your clitoris while my friend fuck me. She moaned breathlessly, yes. I had her sit over my face, facing Brad, who inserted his cock into my wet pussy. He kissed her and sucked her nipples while I flicked my tongue over her clit, licking her clean-shaven pussy lips. I inserted three fingers into her hot wet pussy while I sucked her clit, Brad fucked me. She climaxed got off my face, I turned over so Brad could fuck me doggy style.

The partner swapping went on for a couple hours…it was a great Fourth of July pool party. Not bad for a local gathering.

I began this blog a few years ago because I wanted to bring openness to carnal knowledge. I got away from it, not sure how or why, and found myself entangled in the adult world of online dating and affairs of married men and women. I’ll certain continue to bring those things to light, to talk about married men who are prone to “serial affairs” versus those who seek the comfort of a woman’s body. Forget the reasons. Men are prone to have sex and to have it often. Which is why gay men are more likely to have “open relationships”. And I kinda have to agree. Are we as human beings with all this brain power meant to be with one person? I have nothing against marriage. I think it’s great for those who crave it, want it, need it. But why is it so imperative that one man dedicate his sexual needs and desires to one woman? And why is a woman considered a whore, a slut, a low-life bitch if she has a desire to be sexual with more than one man? To engage with someone other than her matrimonial spouse? It’s even sadder that society frowns upon the husband & wife that engages in swapping! For pete’s sake, they’re consenting adults, betrothed in wed “lock” if they want to spice up their sex life with swapping, why the hell not? What is wrong with that? Yet, if he tips out by himself he’s label a cheater! If she’s licked to carnal bliss by another woman or fucked by another man, she’s labeled!

Some men actually derive sensual pleasure watching their wives being pounded by another man. They also like to watch another woman lick her clitoris, pinch her nipples, kiss her with lots of tongue. These are normal everyday people with mortgages, careers, children and some with grandchildren. It is a turn on for both to watch another man insert his cock into the wife’s pussy, lick her pussy close to orgasm and the husband takes over. Or another man to finger fuck her while she sucks his cock. And in some instances, the wife taking both men, one in the pussy the other in the mouth and some others (women) like to be fucked in the ass while she’s sucking a hard cock.

I have found them to be very stable individuals. Mature individuals who know what they desire and enjoy being sexual. I for one would rather have sex with a man while his wife watches than have a clandestine affair with a married man who is stealing time for sex. Some may say that’s thrilling, but I say having a wife watch me make her husband’s cock hard with my blow job skills makes me horny and wet. Granted there are some women who’d rather watch and not engage with another woman-the shy type. Once I get in to stroking his hard cock with my mouth, as he moans with pleasure, she’s likely to finger herself because she’s wet from watching me pump the clear pre cum juice from the tip of his throbbing cock. Some wives have dildos, some will want to sit on his face and watch as I bring him to full orgasm. In those cases when he cums, she will cum his face and watch him lick me to full orgasm. And if she’s not shy, it’s a full on threesome, she’s licking me while I suck her husband’s cock or I’m licking her while she sucks…He’s fucking me while she sit’s on my face. Or on occasion, I’m being fucked in the ass while she fingers my pussy and I’m sucking on her tits. Who says being a third wheel is a bad thing??

All normal stuff, that humans enjoy doing for carnal pleasure.

I’m meeting a new couple, I plan to blog about our journey. I’ll get back to the Ashley Madison sagas when the new couple has filled their carnal cup.

Comments are most welcomed. Questions are always welcomed! You may comment or ask a question here OR you may email me addieg.blog@gmail.com

There are many steps to intimacy. Kissing, however, is the flint that lights the fire. A touch may cause goose-bumps, a glance may cause a tightening in the belly. Kissing a nipple will harden it, make it want more. A kiss on the back of the neck will excite the groan. A man’s cock can become rock hard with a rub, but a kiss, an old fashioned, tongue searching, French kiss will make a man’s cock stir and become moist.

Masturbation, is a natural act. It’s done all the time. Some women refuse to admit they get horny and masturbate. Men, on the other hand, do it and admit it with pride. Everyone, that masturbates, has they’re favorite way of achieving the orgasm. Women mostly use toys, more often battery operated toys. Some men who enjoy a little extra stimulation may use a vibrating toy. Some, men and women, who are prone to anal orgasms, may use an anal vibrator. I have a FWB, who enjoys having his battery tool inserted just before he’s about to orgasm. It’s intense he says.

There are many ways of kissing to ignite a spark.

The first kiss is always special. Lips to lips, tongues searching, sparking the deep desire. Familiar kissing, knowing what the other likes, what turns them on, makes them hot for more. A women giving a blow job is a form of kissing. Of course there’s no doubt when a cunnilingus is performed, weather it be by a man or a woman on the soft vulva of a woman. Those lips become engorged with blood and swollen with desire and a need to be licked, sucked and yes, kissed.

A woman giving head is essentially kissing his cock with each stroke. If she’s really good at it, on each deepened down stroke the back of the throat is kissing his sensitive head, causing it secrete a clear liquid, that is pre orgasm juice. I personally enjoy giving head. It turns me on to kiss a cock, making it rock hard. Although the 6-9 position is equal enjoyment, I’d rather get myself wet while I worked on throbbing cock and listen to him moan when I lick his balls.

While masturbating, you can squeeze your nipples, make them rock hard. Tease your cock or your clitoris, hump a pillow, use your shower head…And while masturbation can be satisfying, it lacks the ignition of a kiss.

The solitary thing in life that provides the soul with nourishment. It’s always there. It’s forever apart of our being. It gives us courage. It gives us power. It allows us to be proud. And at the same time it brings us to our knees. It can strip ones dignity. It can make a strong man weak. A rich man poor. Risk are synonymous, it’s the catalyst for altercations.

Love is infinite.

As babies we are born into a world loved by someone. A parent’s love will be the guiding measurement as a child grows and learns about life. A first love is exciting, breathe taking. A man in love will go through great lengths to captivate his heart’s desire. “It is better to have loved and lost…”

Love is unmeasurable.

The sayings; “I love you from the moon and back.” “I love you more than I love myself…” How much is a pound of love? You can’t choose your family-but you choose your spouse…’til death do you part.

Loveless.

What is it like not to be loved? What happens to the soul? Does it die? Does the heart cease to beat? How do you stop believing in love?

I’m fortunate to have 3 invites for Valentine’s Weekend. All 3 invites for 3 days. From snow capped mountains to sunny beach in a tropical setting. Who knew, being a lone wolf would have so many benefits. It wasn’t an easy decision to go it alone. And it was even more difficult to decide which invitation to accept. But as I weighted my options, my thoughts fell upon the woman who has no invite, has had no promise of intimacy for months, even years.

Some women have put themselves on the shelf. They’re meticulous about everything, from where he works, how he walks, what he says…the list is endless. Having this gruesome thought of oblivion, I decided to seek answers to the question of why and how does this happen?

Men seem to have an easier time of getting a lay, having sex, getting a blow job, even without paying for it. It seems there is small segments of society (women) that are okay with casual sex, who don’t worry about how much he’s worth, how he walks…These women have a sex drive. Ah-Ha!!! Therein lays the key to the why and how a woman can end up without sexual intimacy for months into years. The lack of drive and even denial of wanting it, feeling a need for it becomes a burden of chains. I spoke to one woman who says; “…just don’t think about sex anymore. I look at as something that other people do. It’s been sometime now and I figure it’s not for me anymore”

Not for you? Sex, engaging in sexual satisfaction is no different than eating, drinking water. The body needs food to sustain itself and water to hydrate. Otherwise we die. And without satisfying our sexual need a part of our soul dies. I’ve said this before; A virgin has no idea of they’re missing…but open that door, break that virginity and they’re going to want to have sex from then until the end. Sex is not just about pro-creation, it’s a release of pheromones that make us feel better, relaxes us and it feels good to orgasm. I don’t know a soul who’s had an orgasm that didn’t like how it made them feel. Masturbation is great! But there’s nothing like relinquishing control and enjoying the touch of another for a good ol’ orgasm.

So for all you ladies, who’ve given up on sexual satisfaction, get your ass back in the saddle. It’s that simple, like riding a bike. It’s Valentine’s Weekend you’ve got 3 whole days to find a friend FWB, bottle of courage, a sexy movie and engage your sex drive. You’ll be glad you did.

As for my invites, I chose the couple and snow capped mountain retreat. I’ll be her present…his present…and I’ll get to engage my sex drive.

These are people that think if you’re on all fours and enjoy intercourse, use a butt plug, perform fellatio, you are deeply perverted. The only way…sorry the correct way to enjoy an orgasm is to lie on your back and spread your legs. WTF!!! No doubt, that too, is a submissive posture. He’s on top, in control and will probably cum first. Geeez! Get a gripe maidens.

How about try it, before you diss it?

There is a group of, probably horny-haven’t had a decent lay since-forever, bitches. They are urging that people need to boycott the movie Fifty Shades of Grey and donate your ticket money to a woman’s abuse charity. The movie, according to these obsessed possessed, holier than thou angels, is promoting violence against women.

Read the book! There’s no abuse. There are, consenting adults who partake in a form of sexual pleasure that has been around since the Romans. Hello, holier than thou bitches, men are also portrayed as submissive in the book. More to the point, there’s an entire community of D/S.

How about you refocus, holier than thou…Talk about the undercurrent story about an abused child…a pimp and a crack whore.

I blog, because I can. I blog about sex, about my ability to enjoy pleasing a man and his wife because it’s I do. It’s called free speech. I’m not abused because I get really turned on when I feel a mans cock grow in my mouth-that’s some powerful shit! Or when I bring his wife to the mind blowing brink of her happy place and let him finish it. She’s a happy wife when it’s all said and done. Three consenting satisfied adults.

The great hard nose society needs to live and let live. If Fifty Shades…is not your thing, don’t go to see it. I’m sure Disney has something out for you to enjoy your Valentines Day weekend with your significant other.

I lose track sometimes…Did I mention that I had a profile on an online site? I did, you probably don’t remember. It’s not a match site, or a looking to find my soul mate kind of site, it’s for those who are looking to have affairs. Or as I like to call them dalliances.

I’ve been through some mail!! A ton of it. Apparently the use of the wording; “…nothing gets me hotter, wetter than performing fellatio.” I sorta buried that at the end and yet it was the hot topic of the responses. The site has the usual list of boxes to check and within each section of ;the what I’m looking for, what I like, it allows you to expound on your wants and needs. I didn’t check hardly any of the boxes, as they were too broad and kinda geeky. I did, however, make good use of the narratives-they gave you plenty of word space.

I was precise and made it known, in as plain as I could, what I was looking for. I held nothing back. Well…maybe a little thing or two, I kept from the narratives. And just to make it interesting and tantalizing, I checked the box; “Attached female seeking male. Photos (of course) were recommended. There were a variety of mask you could use to disguise your face. I chose a gold regal mask and a recent selfie. Adding it to the profile, satisfied that everything was ready for publishing, I clicked Post Profile and left the site.

The mail poured in!! It’s amazing what one little sentence can do to peek a gentlemen’s interest. There are 5 that I’m exchanging emails with. I’ve started them out slow…nothing too kinky, too soon. Their first question, naturally; Do you really enjoy giving blow jobs? Yes, I responded. I enjoy feeling a man’s penis grow in my mouth, becoming hard…moving slowly, increasing my motion, listening as he moans in de-lite. Two wanted to know if I swallowed. Oh please! A lady never kisses and tells!

The mail continues to pour in daily. I check the site once a week. I am amazed by the sheer numbers. There are hundreds if not thousands of horny guys who just want to get a little on side, preferably something more than missionary sex. For the most part they’re seeking adventure sex, kinky sex and seem to want to do anything to get it. I’ve had some experience with BDSM. The retired admiral and his wife, were submissive and the orgasms were mind-boggling. (I’ll save them for another day) BDSM, is not for the faint of heart, but it can be sexual awakening. Even the lightest forms; a pair of handcuffs, a blind fold, lite spanking, ice cubes can be tantalizing. For now I’m enjoying the email exchanges…Should I chose one? Maybe two to explore with?

Before you go any further, stop and take a moment. That new guy or gal in your life…the one you met at the holiday party. Ask yourself this: Are we dating? Are we hanging out, just having fun? Are we FWB (friends with benefits)? Is it serious? Long term? Short term?

These are things you need to figure out NOW! In three short weeks it will be Valentines Day! A little fore thought now could save you a lot of grief on February 14, especially this year. This year Valentines Day falls on a Saturday, which means the entire freakin’ weekend will be Valentines Weekend!!! <cue music; dun-dun-dunnnn> This will be more than a hearts and flowers Valentines Day. We’re talking Valentines Day on steroids!!! <cue music again; dun-dun-dunnnn>

This could mean an entire day of hearts and flowers activities, to include that romantic candle lite dinner. And to biggie size it, a whole weekend. Picking her up from work with that wheelie overnight bag, heading off to some romantic drive to a quaint little place, returning Sunday morning. This could take the relationship to an entirely new level.

Pull out your pad and pen, or your tablet, or whatever you need to figure out the pros and cons of that new person in your life. One day, no biggie, but a weekend is some serious shit.

On a positive note; a 2 night jaunt could be a good thing. Lots of sex! Morning wake up sex, which is my favorite, but that’s just me. There’s nothing like waking up, performing fellatio and after, enjoying a cup of coffee in bed while watching ESPN.

It’s nice to receive, but sometimes it can be rewarding to give…

Ladies I’d think you’d have a little figuring out to do, as well. Is that new guy in your life someone you could spend a couple of nights with? And if you haven’t performed fellatio, are you willing to surprise him with a “mind-blowing” (pardon the pun) performance? I have never met a man who did not like head. Never! Most guys are happy with the bj, but here’s a question; Swallow? Not to swallow? To me it depends who the guy is, along with several other things. If I don’t swallow, I’m on that head until just before explosion, for the maximum effect Men like the element of the unexpected bj, especially when they don’t have to hint at it, ask for it. And doing it unexpectedly in a place they’d never expect it is a “mind-blowing” (pardon the pun) down right toe tingling organism. But I caution you, ladies, be mindful of where. Because unless you plan to swallow, it could becum a disastrous mess. So consider that before you make your move to please your Valentine.

And before I tally off…

Gents, consider “sticky fingers” for Valentines Day. I personally like it at a stop light, a quick in and out before the light turns green and the car behind us honks, or in the elevator, the parking garage…I don’t need to cum just a teaser will do.

Blogging takes a commitment…I can’t count the days I’ve awakened and told myself; I’m going to blog today, it’s a priority. And by bed time I’m not in the creative flow. I’ve got followers, folks that I appreciate, who take the time to read my blog and my fans that email me with thoughts and questions about them or a friend who is dealing with a “situation”. To my credit, I do respond promptly to all emails–the good, the bad & the ugly.
It is my belief, and please don’t take this the wrong way, “opinions are liken to ass holes, every human has one”.

Relationships, on the other hand, aren’t as plentiful and are not a guarantee. Some are good at it. Some not so good. Those good at it seem to know the difference between a relationship and a partnership. A solid relationship can weather the bumps & bruises of a partnership. Relationships requires sacrificing yourself. Partnership needs compromise. If the relationship is based on love, the compromise is a natural progression.

Giving of yourself is a lot easier said, than done. I’m acquainted with a couple who seem to rock the partnership, but there’s no relationship. He’s constantly distracted with outside stuff…not just job but family and friends. He doesn’t realize that he’s smothering his relationship. All he see’s is; she’s there, he’s got dinner, his laundry, someone who listens to his woes of the day, doesn’t complain when he’s late and if she’s got an evening event, his dinner is neatly plated & wrapped for the micro wave, table is set with place mat & silver ware. And what he likes to eat is always prepared, he doesn’t realize she prepares a separate meal for herself. His birthday cards are comical, his Valentines Day cards are comical, his Christmas cards are comical. He doesn’t like to eat out, he doesn’t like to go to the movies, his friends consist of his mother, brothers and a guy 15 years older than he…

He’s got a great partner!! This lady has a fun personality, she’s out going and she seems content that she’s carved her self a life sans her relationship. I suspect deep down if you’d press her, she’d admit to wanting to break free from this partnership. They’ve been together for many years and that’s got to be the determining factor for her maintaining this partnership. She’s faithful and that to me is astonishing!! She’s older, in great shape, retired business owner who made a nice nest egg from the sale of her business. She’s attractive and fashionably dressed, even in tennis attire. A great sense of humor with a million dollar smile. You’d think she’d have a little something on the side, but nope.

Over drinks, as she told me her story, I asked point blank; no paramour? No. No paramour. It’s the path she’s been given and for whatever reason, she’s steady on the course. The relationship died a few years ago. There’s no physical. This brought tears to my eyes, and I ordered another round of Martinis. For all her pain, she’d just become my unsung hero. During our third round of drinks, she told me about her collection of battery operated toys…Gosh, I’d love to take her to one of my out of town parties or the adult club…Pandora’s box.

Build and maintain your relationship, they are precious and delicate. She’s got a happy life, but she ain’t a happy wife.

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